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It also explains why he is notably and revealingly cool to the late romances (like The Tempest and A Winter’s Tale), so full of spiritual healing and reconciliation. That explains why, in dismissing alleged misconceptions of the plays, Bloom usually fixates on critics of the Eliotic or Christian tradition. This antinomian scheme has been imported wholesale into Shakespeare: The Invention of the Human. And the center of the whole is very tenuous indeed.


It is impossible to convey by quotation the verbosity and repetitiveness of these pages, which read almost like lecture notes given to assistants to type up. But the nuggets are buried in heaps of slag. As he goes along in this way chapter by chapter, he makes many a striking observation and asks many a beautifully phrased question. Plenty of influence by Shakespeare is discussed, too: Iago is the “paradigm” for Milton’s Satan Hamlet is “Freud’s mentor” and so on.īloom, who cheerfully calls himself a “wicked old aesthete,” is a brilliant man who has spent a lifetime looking for wisdom and joy in books.

Then perhaps some influence upon Shakespeare will be adduced, Bloom being after all the theorist of the “anxiety of influence.” Thus, Iago in Othello is “Shakespeare’s triumph over Christopher Marlowe, whose Barabas, Jew of Malta, had influenced the young Shakespeare so fiercely” Edmund in Lear is Marlowe himself Malvolio in Twelfth Night is the poet Ben Jonson and so forth. A typical chapter begins by clearing away what Bloom regards as some misconception about the play at hand. There are 35 chapters, beginning with The Comedy of Errors, dated to 1594, and ending with The Two Noble Kinsmen of 1613. From it, we learn that the plays and poems of Shakespeare are not just “the center of the Western canon” they are nothing less than “secular Scripture.” Moreover, the Bard himself-not the man, of whom we know little, but the maker of the words-is “a mortal god.” He isīloom’s book proceeds through genre groupings in rough chronological order. It also declared the preeminence of Shakespeare-“the rock upon which the School of Resentment must founder.” And now, in substantiation of that claim, comes this huge rock of a book. It began with the epic of Gilgamesh and ended with Tony Kushner’s (wholly worthless) Angels in America. To The Western Canon Bloom appended a 36-page list of canonical texts. Suitably alarmed, he now sallied forth in defense of the intrinsic value of literature. It seems he had discovered what he dubbed “the School of Resentment” and “the commissars of gender and power.” Deconstructionists and feminists, he belatedly noticed, were using literature not for aesthetic purposes but to further political agendas. It was also a book that saw Bloom fighting his first real skirmish in the culture wars. It was a book that compulsively repeated some of his idées fixes-the notion, for instance, that great writers, in order to reach selfhood, are engaged in “anxious” and parricidal struggles with one or another dominating predecessor. In 1994, Bloom published The Western Canon, a 578-page tome covering 26 authors from Shakespeare to Beckett.
